Chapter 462
Thssa fumbled about, but she was empty-handed in the end.
Yet, the gaze Lysander cast her way grew colder and more prating, like a sharpened de ready
to pierce right through her.
Halting her actions, Thssa suddenly realized that there might be a problem with the video Richard
had shown him.
She met his gaze timidly, probing, “Mr. Sinir, does this video… is it somehow rted to me?”
Otherwise, why would Lysander’s gaze suddenly turn so Icy and furious?
Even Richard looked at her with disbelief.
Lysander tossed his cell phone onto the dining table, his voice as cold as ice, “I need a usible
exnation!”
With a bang, he mmed the phone onto the high-quality marble table.
Richard winced.
Mr. Sinir, can’t you be a bit more gentle? That’s my phone! He thought to himself.
Thssa was unsure of what was happening. She picked up the phone and opened the video. In the
video, a woman in a beige dress was holding a circr pendant and conversing with a middle-aged
man in a waistcoat.
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Recognizing the woman in the video as Hertha, Thssa gasped.
How could Hertha be selling this circr pendant?
Where did she get the pendant?
Wait!
Did Lysander imply that she had stolen the circr pendant from the Royal Estates?
Because she was the only one who had been to the Royal Estates. Hertha had never been there.
Hertha was her closest friend. If she stole the pendant, she must have asked Hertha to help sell it.
Anyone would think the same if they were in this situation.
But she really didn’t take the circr pendant.
Thssa quickly defended herself, “Mr. Sinir, I didn’t take the circr pendant. I have no idea how it
ended up with Hertha. There must be á misunderstanding.”
She finished speaking in a fluster.
Lysander’s piercing, hawk-like gaze remained fixed on her, his demeanor cold and unyielding.
He didn’t believe her words. He only trusted evidence.
Thssa hesitated, feeling both angry and wronged at being used of stealing again.
She hadn’t done it. That innocent thought made her less afraid.
She spoke up calmly, “Mr. Sinir, I really didn’t take it. When you locked me in the antique room, why
would I only take one circr pendant if I meant to steal? If I were already stealing, I would better off
take more and sell it for more money. If I were truly greedy and ready to bear the crime of theft, I could
have taken more, sold more, and made more money. Why would I only take one and allow you to
easily trace it back?”
Lysander’s hawk-like gaze remained fixed on her, pressuring and sharp.
The pressure was pushing Thssa to the edge.
She pulled out her phone from her pocket and held it between them, “If I really stole it and got Hertha to
sell it, I would have surely received some money from her. I can show you my mobile banking. All my
bank cards are linked to it and you can check the transaction history. A single antique circr pendant
isn’t a small amount. If I have a suspicious ie, you can decide what to do!”
Lysander took the phone from her, “Password.”
888. Thssa responded.
After speaking, she felt a bit embarrassed. Eight was her lucky number. The Tarot deck said she could
make a fortune by using the number a lot.
She did want to earn money and be rich, but she wanted to do it through her own hard work, not
by illegal means.
Making money and bing rich were just her aspirations. She would never make a quick buck by
some dirty means.
Lysander entered the numbers and unlocked the phone.
As soon as the phone was unlocked, a message popped up. It was a notification of a bank deposit.
Lysander’s expression tightened like a stormy sky. His sullen look made her shiver.
Richard, standing beside him, caught a glimpse of the message and joked, “We bought that circr
pendant for two hundred thousand.”
Thssa began to waver as she noticed their expression changed. She hurriedly took the phone back
from Lysander and saw a message from Bank. The message was congratting her
on her new ie…